i just want someone to play games with.
write limericks with.
watch pointless movies with.
get drunk in the afternoon with.
i want someone who sweats the small stuff.
who obsesses over the small stuff.
who knows that all of life is nothing but small stuff.
i want someone who leaves me speechless.
who makes me make an effort.
who finds me sexy.
i want bike rides.
i want kite flies.
i want destruction.
i want to get e-cards with little puppies kissing on them.
i need a home for my roaming eyes.
someplace nice.
a place where they know that they are where they want to be.
i want someone to teach me how to be a grown up kid.
responsible, sure, but still with that great sense of awe and mystery
i want someone to reveal how very little i need someone.
how i am complete and whole and happy as i am.
i want someone to buy me lunch today.
i dont have any cash.
i want a collection of laura mallet's writings. (i know thats off the subject. but i just thought of it and lets face it this entry is going now where.)
i think i want broccoli. so i am probably going to go get some.
10:19 a.m. - 2006-05-02
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